Saturday, November 17, 2007

Cutting

I sit here
bitter
cutting
on the lines
that I drew

Monday, November 12, 2007

Repeat this slowly

Someday
you will
Someday
you will realize
Someday
you will realize how much
Someday
you will realize how much I meant
Someday
you will realize how much I meant to you

Flower

The petals lie scattered among the dead leaves.
I stare at that flower
Broken
Without hesitation I let go
Watching the last shred of hope
Vanish into the cold

Incidentally

I died today
Knowing
That the only thing
I ever did
Just for me
Was pull the trigger

Friday, November 09, 2007

Late thoughts of early behavior

My heart bleeds
With cliché blood
My tears fall
With adolescent tinge
I grow silently and unnoticed
No one pulls the weeds anymore

keep it down

I’ll give you this:
You were smart enough
To feign sleep
But not clever enough
To keep it down
After I left